Seeing a hunter reach for a weapon, Ezekiel reached for his own, before the other suddenly was screaming and collapsing to the ground. He was incredibly grateful for the way it ended, as he didn't want to get into physical violence in the street. 

Only once the hunters were gone did the priest fully turn his attention to Draken. "I apologize, my lord. I'd rather not take the chance on taking my attention off of them." He explained, fixing his hair. Even with the dragon there, he wouldn't think about giving the hunters any sort of opening. It wouldn't have been the first time he was attacked by them. Ezekiel had always been amazed at the casualness that the dragon carried, and was never sure how to respond to it. He felt he was getting better, at least. 'Ezzy' was never a name he was fond of, but who was he to argue with them? Over time he had gotten used to it, though, so it didn't matter much either way. "Many thanks for your intervention."

He watched the other man talk as Draken pulled them both close. So, they were a dragon after all? While he did find them odd, he wouldn't have jumped to that conclusion anytime soon. Ezekiel felt mixed emotions at the fact that he was right in assuming the hunters were doing something, but it was valuable information. "Exalted one, if you would like I could have someone prepare something for you, the both of you." It was more of an offhand comment while he thought of all the information that they gave. "How many do they have...?" He muttered, more to himself than anything. He was confident if he knew the details he could form an actual plan, but considering that Draken wasn't already attacking he guild he assumed a current plan was already in place.